“The steam hissed. Someone cleared his throat.”*

*From Adlestrop, in Poems (1917) by Edward Thomas.

Photograph taken in front of Clark University, 1909. L to r: front row Sigmund Freud, G Stanley Hall, Carl Jung. Second row: Abraham Brill, Ernest Jones, Sandor Ferenczi.

From Wikipedia:

“Helton Godwin Baynes, also known as ‘Peter’ Baynes (26 June 1882, Hampstead – 1943), was an English analytical psychologist and author, who was a friend and translator of Carl Jung.

Baynes was educated at the Quaker school, Leighton Park (along with two other leading members of the British Psychoanalytical Society: John Rickman and Lionel Penrose) and then at Trinity College, Cambridge where he read medicine and where he won Blues for Rowing and Swimming two years running.

He became a House Physician at St Bartholomew’s Hospital. In 1913 he married Rosalind Thornycroft (1891-1973), divorcing her in 1921. (Rosalind, a friend of D. H. Lawrence, later married the art historian Arthur E. Popham.) That year he started collaborating with Cary (de) Angulo, née Fink (1883-1977) in translating Jung. Baynes accompanied Jung on his expedition to East Africa in 1925-26. In 1927 he married Cary (de) Angulo.”

The youngest of his six children, Diana Baynes Jensen, wrote a biography of her father entitled Jung’s Apprentice (2003). The composer Arnold Bax, a very close friend of Baynes, described him as “one of the most all-around men of his time”.

For The Guardian in May 2015, Robert McCrum reviewed Edward Thomas: From Adlestrop to Arras by Jean Moorcroft Wilson. He remarks with some irony, “It is always the biographer’s fantasy to have forged, in the crucible of life-writing, the only true likeness.”

Up to 1911, McCrum notes of Thomas:

“He continued to have various affairs and sentimental friendships, notably with the children’s book writer Eleanor Farjeon.

But then, as war loomed, his fortunes changed with a new doctor, Helton Godwin Baynes, who was interested in Freud and familiar with psychoanalysis. Moorcroft Wilson won’t tell us exactly what, but Baynes did something for Thomas that led first to his autobiographical writing (especially The Childhood of Edward Thomas), and finally his poetry. This was doubly blessed by his chance meeting, in October 1913, with the young Robert Frost.”

From the Poetry Foundation’s guide to Robert Frost’s The Road Not Taken (1916):

“Indeed, when Frost and Thomas went walking together, Thomas would often choose one fork in the road because he was convinced it would lead them to something, perhaps a patch of rare wild flowers or a particular bird’s nest. When the road failed to yield the hoped-for rarities, Thomas would rue his choice, convinced the other road would have doubtless led to something better. In a letter, Frost goaded Thomas, saying, “No matter which road you take, you’ll always sigh, and wish you’d taken another.” “

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